Dorset

Shopping in Bournemouth today and I notice women of all ages from 18 to 60 all dressed in similar clothing styles. There are no "Juniors" or "Misses" sections in the clothing stores. It's all mixed. Consequently, women my age (45) aren't doomed to safe outfits like twinsets and slacks or to certain stores. I saw a £100 pair of bright blue Doc Martens I would've liked to buy, and a whole load of other outfits I'd like to wear. But I'd only be able to wear them here because if I wore them in Georgia I'd be accused of being a cougar.

Hoping to dodge the showers tomorrow and head over to Old Harry Rocks (Handfast Point).

Computer time is limited this time around but I hope to note more pseudo-foreign observations soon.

You know, even when we do things for charity, it's easy to get competitive. It's easy to think you shouldn't make an effort if it can't be a big one. It's easy to forget that the desire to help is enough. Do a little, or do a lot, but do it when you are inspired!

My daughter wants to show her American friend some of the London sights, so we just went and bought our tickets in advance for tomorrow's journey. From the South West of England you can get a weekend deal for four adults at £20 each (I hope the pound sign showed up!), and two children between 5 and 15 years old for £1 each.

I came back to my home County of Dorset, England, to help my parents celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary. We haven't actually had the celebration yet, and hopefully we won't all kill each other before Saturday :-).